"Hello there, little brother!" Cooper's chipper voice came from the cell phone.
"Hey, Coop. How's it going in LA?"
"It's grand, just grand. I just got cast in a commercial for deodorant, and I hear there's gonna be tons of hot chicks in it!"
Blaine chuckled half-heartedly. Cooper noticed.
"So what's going on with you, B? You seem a little down in the dumps."
"I don't know. I'm just feeling kind of...confused. Like I don't know what to do with my life, I don't know what choices to make."
"Well, I can tell you that it is very important to make strong choices all the time or else you won't get cast. I learned that back in Acting 101 in college. Good times, good times." Cooper laughed. "What's up with that smoking babe you were dating last time I visited? Did she break up with you?"
"No, she didn't, we're still together."
"Damn. If you weren't, I would want to get a piece of that. Anyways, how long have you two been going?"
"About two years."
"And why aren't you married yet?"
"Coop!"
"What? I'm just saying. It's about time you ask her, or else she might get bored. Women in Ohio, they're looking to get settled down and start a family. That's the reason I'm in Cali."
"But we're only 25. It's not like we're ancient or anything."
"So what? If she's the one, she's the one."
Blaine sighed.
"Wait... Is she not the one? Blaine!"
"I don't know. I just don't know."
"Well, if I were you, I'd take my smarter, handsomer, older brother's advice and marry that chick. Okay?"
"Bye, Cooper. Thanks."
Blaine hung up the phone and struggled to hold back his tears.